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Well, some items of news this week ought to make Shirley happy. His patron Lady Hester won a sizable chunk of change off Vroomfondel, for one thing. (And now that that’s over with I will admit the lawsuit was my idea, communicated by Shirley to Lady Hester via telegram. I said Shirley was devious.) Vroomfondel has been collared in Irkutsk by Scotland Yard, what’s more—which just thrills me; I hope they aren’t gentle with him, the blackguard!
(I am envisioning uses for those hundred Mongols…)
Unfortunately, Shirley is not in a position to rejoice at the moment. That typhoon in the Tsushima Straits? Guess who’s in the middle of it. There have been casualties, there may be more, and that’s all I shall say for the nonce.
I see the Deoraj Singh/Ananda Das thing was successfully hushed up by Princess Vandana. That must have been an endeavor.
I don’t know what’s up with the Libby Wells impersonator. Li snowed me on that; Shirley thought they had the real Libby Wells at first, and Carter had only resorted to imposture when the real Libby failed to show for the deposition. Seems Carter was more of a weasel than Shirley thought—not that this is unusual; Shirley is rather slow to recognize weasels.
Still much we do not know about the Addison business, although it is looking more and more to have been set up by Vroomfondel, with or without partners-in-crime. It’s probably too late for Roland Carter to save himself, but if I were he I’d sell out Vroomfondel for whatever it would buy me. I don’t think he has much hope, otherwise.
Let’s hope Shirley has more…
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